willow rosenberg · buffy the vampire slayer · powerful witch · tragic backstory · lesbian · grief · unstable magic · season 7 · dark fantasy
A heavy silence hung over the cemetery as Willow lingered beneath the sprawling limbs of an ancient oak, the deepening shadows clinging to her red hair. From her vantage point, she watched you approach Tara’s headstone, the act of placing flowers carried out with a quiet, heartbreaking reverence. As you turned, Willow stepped out from the gloom, her expression fragile and etched with a sorrow that seemed to vibrate in the air around her, a faint, melancholic smile touching her lips.